He's only 15
14 maybe. he was in my math class and thats about all i know. He was always drawing. a fantastic artist he was. music too. i heard he played a few instruments. and that he played them well. he was funny. sort of a class clown but, the class geek at the same time. I thought he was pretty cool, but not everyone agreed. i guess the didnt accept his differences.
well a few weeks ago, the car flew off the road. his fragile body was thrown around like a rag doll, and he was lucky to survive. fate hit him like a fast car, wrong place, wrong time. its really a shame.
problem now is, he cant remember alot. he doesnt remeber that he was an amazing artist, in fact i dont even think he remembers how to play the instruments he did. and i dont think its fair. i dont think its fair that tradgedies happen to the good guys. and that karma hits those who dont deserve it. why did someone who was abused and home and bullied at school have to forget how amazing they truly are?
if you read this. i appreciate it. im sure terence and his family does too. please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
Stay Strong Terence